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Faced with Lingfeng's joke, Han Nansong was very embarrassed, because what Lingfeng said was right, he did not wear the spirit mirror on purpose.

The real Qingyu is very good, but there is one thing, he is too nagging, usually he will not reveal this in front of other people, but it is very obvious when facing people like Han Nansong.

Later, Han Nansong developed the habit of 'forgetting' the spirit mirror in the cave when he went out.

Master Lingfeng said again: "Nan Song, I will inform my elder brother of your current situation immediately after I go back, and Nan Xiaomen will receive the news immediately. Don't worry too much. Resting your wounds is what you have to do now. Others Yes, don't worry too much."

"Yes, the disciple will definitely obey the real person's instructions."

Before leaving, Master Lingfeng suddenly remembered something, turned his head and smiled at Xiao Qin: "Xiao Qin, where is your sound transmission mirror?"

Apparently he wanted to tell Xiao Qin his contact information. The sound-transmitting spirit mirror is not only able to communicate with a specific spiritual realm on the other side, as long as it is connected to other spiritual realms through a special method, it can also communicate.

This method of connection must be operated by the two people after they meet. Although it is a bit troublesome, it has its own advantages. Generally, such a powerful person like Lingfeng will not easily give this kind of contact method.

Master Lingfeng did this, obviously he really likes Xiao Qin.

It's just that Xiao Qin fell into a suspicious silence after Master Lingfeng finished speaking.

Without making Master Lingfeng wait any longer, he said with a little embarrassment, "Return to Master, I don't have a sound transmission mirror."

"No?" Master Lingfeng was surprised, she didn't think that Xiao Qin was perfunctory to herself, this question was just out of her inconceivable understanding of this matter.

After a while, Master Lingfeng suddenly came to his senses and muttered: "It's true Qingming, he didn't remember to prepare a sound transmission mirror for his apprentice."

The price of the sound transmission spirit mirror is very high, and Xiao Qin was promoted from an outer disciple not long ago, so he probably doesn't have much money left to buy these things. Isn't it the master's job to prepare them?

Master Lingfeng was a bit wrong. In fact, Xiao Qin had the money to buy a sound transmission mirror, but Master Qingming didn't think of giving it to him, and he didn't think of buying it either.

He has a cold temper, and he has thrown himself into a hopeless battle day and night, and hasn't gotten close to anyone for so many years. It's only after meeting Gu Panqiu that he revises books from time to time. connect.

Since Xiao Qin didn't have a sound transmission mirror, Master Lingfeng had no choice but to say: "In this case, don't forget to look for me when you have a spiritual mirror in the future."

Naturally, Xiao Qin would not let down Master Lingfeng's good intentions, and immediately said: "I will never forget."

Immediately after returning home, Master Lingfeng contacted Master Qingyu.

The moment Master Qingyu received the news, he lost his composure. Seeing that he wanted to rush over immediately, Master Lingfeng had to remind him: "Brother, Nan Song still needs to be treated here, you just come now You can't take him away right away."

Master Qingyu smiled wryly and said, "Even if I want to come, I can't leave."

He sighed, and said: "During these days, the peak of Qingyuan has become more and more unstable. I suspect that the recent frequent actions of the Crying Blood Sect are related to this incident."

"The ancient fairy artifact may be born soon."

"It has been 3000 years since no one ascended successfully. Once this kind of fairy artifact is born, it will definitely set off a bloodbath."

"The unusual aura vortex in the sky above Baiwanghai has not been concluded yet. The result calculated by Yi Zongji's entire sect shows that the birth of the immortal artifact is just the beginning, a turbulent beginning. As for the rest, we will not calculate it again. Not out."

People who have reached their level have long possessed an extraordinary keen intuition. It is precisely when a leaf falls that one can see the fall of the world, and one glimpse can see the whole leopard.They can deduce the future of things through the unusual traces in the early stages of things happening, or before they happen.

It's like when you sense a ray of wind from the beginning, you can foresee it blowing over the mountain tops and across the fields, and finally form a hurricane that roars thousands of miles away.

But now, their perception is blurred, they can perceive the atmosphere of the mountain and rain, and there is nothing else. No more conclusions can be drawn.

Not to mention, the Weeping Blood Sect hidden in the dark is always gearing up to stretch out their claws and show their fangs.

Master Lingfeng was silent for a while after he said these words, and finally raised his head and said: "Don't worry too much, it's so dark and difficult to see the sky, those of us who are looking for the way, have we ever been afraid of the unknown road ahead?"

She said: "Brother, I always remember that you once said that if the world were a melting pot, you and I would use ourselves as swords, melt blood and forge bones, and be indomitable."

"I have always kept this sentence in my heart, and I never dared to forget it for a moment." She rolled her eyes, "Because I think you are right."

Master Qingyu was dumbfounded. He looked at his sister through the spiritual mirror, as if he saw her firm heart through her gentle appearance. The little girl in the past had grown up and turned into a giant tree that could support a world. , so he smiled and said: "I am the same, never dare to forget."

Master Lingfeng also laughed: "I know you dare not forget."

"Elder brother, you are already nagging like Lin Lin's old father, but you are still not as forgetful as him." The Lin Lin that Lingfeng said was a little girl they met when they were dealing with the spiritual vortex.

Daoist Qingyu was annoyed and said with a smile: "Okay, Lingfeng, you actually made fun of me like this."

Master Lingfeng smiled, not afraid of him at all, just said: "Don't worry about Nan Song, besides me, he has Xiao Qin by his side. The relationship between the two brothers is very good. I think there is Xiao Qin By my side, even after such a big change, Nan Song is in a very good mood."

"Nan Song is accompanied by Qing Ming's disciple Xiao Qin?" Qingyu Daoist didn't care about his sister teasing him again, with a happy face, "Now it's all right, I finally don't have to look at Qing Ming all day long. His old face is clouded."

"I also received news from Bai Ling not long ago. Qingxue's face cleared up, but Qing Ming's face was still covered with thunderstorms and sleet all day long."

"That's right, Qing Ming has never been too lazy to accept apprentices, and finally changed his mind and accepted a precious apprentice, and within a few years, he received the news that the apprentice disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown. Depression is inevitable." He changed his words, "It's just a pity I want to face his uncertain face all day long."

Although he said it was to stop looking at Qing Ming with a gloomy face, real Qing Yu was really happy to find Xiao Qin in his heart. Even though he didn't have much contact with him, he still liked Xiao Qin's temperament very much in his heart. Now he knows that Xiao Qin is fine. , also very happy.

He praised: "Reverend Qing Ming really took in a good disciple. He was able to escape from the clone of the demon Lianming. Because, he not only escaped by himself, but also sent out the nine disciples who followed him first, this kid has a lot to do in the future, and his achievements this time are not inferior to Nan Song at all."

Master Lingfeng said: "It's rare to hear you praise a disciple like this."

Before Qingyu opened her mouth, she said again: "But I think what you said is right, and I also think Xiao Qin is a pretty good kid."

After a few words of gossip, Master Qingyu said: "Lingfeng, I can't leave now, I can only ask you to help me watch Nan Song, stop him, don't let him mess around regardless of his body, tell me He, Master has always believed in him, don't think about doing stupid things..."

Master Qingyu chattered for a while, although he felt that words alone could not express his feelings, but the situation forced him to do so.

When he finally finished speaking, Master Lingfeng said without hesitation: "Don't worry, I will look after Nan Song for you. He is not only your apprentice, but I also look at him as an apprentice."

Master Qingyu said three "good, good" in succession, and seemed extremely satisfied. Knowing that Han Nansong was with his sister, his heart was half relieved. After nagging for so long, he said again: "Lingfeng, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's meet you soon..."

Master Lingfeng is helpless, they haven't seen each other for a while, but she can see her brother from the sound transmission mirror from time to time, and even if she wants to, she can directly project her brother's image, except that she can't touch it. It looks no different from real people.

After finishing the call with Lingfeng, Master Qingyu immediately summoned the elders of his sect. After a brief meeting, Han Nansong sent out the matter of being plotted by the Weeping Blood Sect for a while, and combined with Nan Xiao The fact that one of the sect's disciples was ambushed by Daoist Lianming made this statement more reliable. Such a chain of links really seemed to be aimed at Nanxiaomen.

The fog above the Huichun Spring is lingering, and the smoke clouds are floating on the spring. At first glance, it looks very much like the clouds in the jade.

Han Nansong and Xiao Qin looked at each other, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Both of them are calm and self-confident characters, and they have never had the experience of taking a bath with others, but now, the two of them have to "enjoy" this experience that they have never had in their lives.

"you···"

"I···"

The two looked at each other, pretended not to care about it, turned their heads away, took off their clothes and got out of the hot spring without squinting.

As soon as I entered the water, all the embarrassment and discomfort melted in the scorching heat that hurt to the bone marrow.They seemed to be thrown into the boiling magma, and the whole body was burnt into coke by the hot magma in an instant, and new skin and flesh continued to grow out, and the bone marrow seemed to be poured into the fire, flowing in the body for a week and flowing out. , Dense itching came out from the bone marrow again.

Such extreme pain turned the faces of both of them pale, and large beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads. Just resisting the pain that could wipe out their sanity took a lot of energy from both of them until a week later. , the pain began to ease. Even though the pain like tearing tendons still existed, the two of them were able to bear it with their usual expressions.

During the seven days and seven nights of severe, inhuman pain, fainting from the pain is an extravagant hope, because the first seven days are a very critical period, and it is very important to stay awake during this time, but after seven days, it doesn’t matter whether you are awake or not—of course , the prerequisite is that you must be able to fall asleep under this severe pain.

This place is desolate and uninhabited, and birds are hard to find. Looking around, it seems that there are only two people in the vast world.

Xiao Qin's eyes will inevitably fall on another living person besides him.

Han Nansong closed his eyes, his black hair was scattered on the water, he leaned against the wall of the pool, sometimes awake and sometimes asleep, not quite awake when he was ups and downs.

Xiao Qin's eyes lingered on Han Nansong's body for a while, watching him close his eyes, his slender eyelashes fell, and a few strands of wet hair sticking to his cheeks, time passed quickly without knowing it.

A month has passed, and the day to remove the demon soul from Han Nansong's body is coming.

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